Tonz ‘O’ Gunz

[Intro: Sample]
"If violence is wrong in America, violence is wrong abroad. If it is wrong to be violent defending black women and black children and black babies and black men, then it is wrong for America to draft us, and make us violent abroad in defense of her."

[Hook]
Tons o' guns, everybody's getting strapped
Tons o' guns, got to watch the way you act
Tons o' guns, real easy to get
Tons o' guns bringing nothing but death

[Verse 1]
Tons o' guns are in the streets nowadays
It's big money and you know crime pays
Check your nearest overpopulated ghetto
They greet you with a pistol not trying to say hello
Mad kids packed 'cos the neighborhood's like that
Want some shit that's fat catch a victim do a stick
Kids pulling triggers, niggas killing niggas
Five-o they sit and wait and tally death-toll figures
It's crazy, there ain't no time to really chill
Jealous motherfuckers always wanna act ill
22's, 25's, 44's, 45's
Mack elevens, AK's taking mad lives
What the fuck you gonna do in a situation?
It's like you need to have steel just to feel relaxation
Tons o' guns

{* Premier scratching *}
"The thing they know best is where the gun is kept"

[Verse 2]
Tons o' guns, you got, we got, they got
The state of affairs, yo, it's like mad chaos
I know a kid who just passed the other day
They shot him sixteen times, so there he lay
You can pray for this shit to like cease
But until then a nigga's going to pack a piece
And yo the devil's got assassination squads
Want to kill niggas 'cause they're scared of God
They got camps where they train they learn to take aim
At a nigga like a piece of game
And I'm not seeing that, them days are gone
'Cause now we got chromes to put them where they belong
So me a rude boy from and in a Brooklyn
Fuck the bullshit pain and suffering
I'm coming off with a foolproof plan
As if each every lyric was worth a hundred grand
I stand in the face of hatred
Letting off mad shots, making devils run naked
Tons o' guns

{* Premier scratching *}

[Hook]
Tons o' guns, everybody's getting strapped
Tons o' guns, got to watch the way you act
Tons o' guns, real easy to get
Tons o' guns bringing nothing but death

[Verse 3]
Tons o' guns, but I don't glorify
'Cause more guns will come and much more will die
Why? Yo, I don't know, black
Some motherfuckers just be living like that
They like to feel the chrome in their hands
The shit makes them feel like little big man
Twelve years old catching wreck
'Cause there ain't no supervision putting kids in check
People get wounded, others they perish
And what about the mother and the child she cherish?
The city is wild, up steps the wild child
Tension, anger, living in danger
What the fuck you gonna do in a situation?
It's like you need to have steel just to feel relaxation
Tons o' guns

[Outro]
Tons o' guns
Tons o' guns
Tons o' guns
Tons o' guns